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For the last five years this music haunted my days, then cautiously moved through the ether …

For the last five years in a row, I managed to torture myself with a great …

I don’t timestamp music with transitions… I timestamp life transitions with this music… A period here, …

Your mind is just a canvas; your life – projected film. Your skull is a museum …

My family and friends have long time given up. And even though I listen to everything …

In the silent and sad mountains, music speaks without the lyrics. Words escape and rise in …

Have you ever walked in the autumn rain? Just like the sunshine warms the breezy beaches, …

Another sunset without you. How precious were those little moments… how futile are these tardy words. …

Something warm and crispy is tickling the inside of my ear canal. It travels through my …

Abandoned places and desolate spaces, covered with rain, snow and ash, wrapped in a blanket of …